As cliché as it was, it was true, he came to our rescue. The leader of the rogues escaped from our grasp, but this was still a day for celebration. I just couldn’t get over it, he of all people, my brother, was still alive. I was right. I was right all along, I knew he couldn’t be dead, but why now? Why did he choose to come back now? He had been gone so long, why not sooner? As happy as I was to see him, I was also angry. He abandoned us. He knew we thought he was dead and yet he let us believe it. Why didn’t he come back? why did he just leave?
“Why now?” I asked quietly. We had pushed the rogues far out of our land and now we were getting tended to in my house.
“What?” Aaron asked. He had changed so much. No more boyish features, he was a man now; his baby face was gone, along with hi
